'"...Go to Italy or to France. I myself don't think there is any place like Rome or Naples to "cure the mind diseased." Live there some months, impregnate your soul with the peace and stillness that reigns amongst her temples and her treasure-houses of painting and sculpture, and I will wager my reputation as a wise man and a philosopher that you come back cured in body and soul. Things in that serene atmosphere assume their just proportions. We see the extreme smallness of our own interests and sufferings, and we learn the insignificance of our own imbecile personalities."'
from Helene by Mrs Arthur Kennard (Volume II, Chapter XIV)
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